"New Grind"
Whats with the jail time?
Whats with the new grind?
The pack that goes empty
Just after night rise
Never expect the rude boy
Sitting concrete side
Orange jumpsuits riots all the time
You got that feeling
You got that feeling
You got that feeling
You got that feeling
Is it so hard that we can't seem to not get rolled on
Contemplate the mind its time to think things through
Too far past the point of return
Too far to do something about that
So is it true what they say?
Your friends will take you there
But they won't bring you back now
Somehow we've got to make this right
But no doubt, right or wrong
You got that feeling inside
You got that feeling
What started as fun
What started as cool
This drug life riddem took over
Made dem a fool with too much to lose
They got the common sense
But what they did with it?
Them flip the switch opposite then look what happened
Look when their eyes rolled back
And theres no more stash
Thats when you worry hazy eyes and static Skys
But I betcha I betcha I betcha
I bet that your mind will be blown